Chapter 163: The Golden-Winged Roc
The blood rain fell, the soul sea rotated independently, absorbing the soul power, spreading away layer by layer, the skeleton was extremely sacred, the holy ring behind him glowed, and the power of the endless wheel illuminated the soul sea, and then disappeared.
Haotian's body fell to the ground, the rain poured outside, and the black rain soaked half of his body, Haotian still didn't wake up, and the Buddha beads in his hand were glowing, resisting the invasion of the air.
"Boss, wake up." Split Sky shouted in the purple gourd, it was no better, there were many scratches on the body oozing green blood, green blood was obviously the bones, the zombies were not harmful, but the claws were sharper than the treasure, stained with bones, Split Sky had a headache, and he remained awake.
It wanted to go out, but the purple gourd was not urged by Haotian, it couldn't come out, Shi Lao used the Heaven and Earth Interception Tablet to carry out the purple gourd, he took out Haotian's Blood Yuan Pill and fed it to Split Heaven.
"Don't worry, his luck is still there, and this is a martial arts disaster, but also fate. If he falls here, then he should also rely on himself, and put him to die and be reborn, it may not be a creation. Shi Lao's tone was flat, although he was anxious in his heart, but his master had warned him, so now he would not help Haotian.
Shi Lao's eyes were far-reaching, he never believed that Haotian would be here. I hope that Haotian can come through by himself.
Haotian was in the chaos, he opened his eyes, but what he saw was a world of lenses, in the lenses, the memories of different characters were recorded, each lens was like glass, smooth and white, Haotian was shocked, could he have defeated the zombie in red and reincarnated his memory.
Haotian looked at the nearest fragment, looked at it for a long time, and found that this was a strong memory, but it was a pity that it was a trivial memory of how to plant elixir, which was like chicken ribs and useless to Haotian. After reading it, the fragments disappear.
Haotian watched another realm film, recording the memory of a young swordsman, the boy was on the Tianshan Mountain, practicing swords between the wind and snow, his sword was bright, extremely sharp, and he understood the meaning of snow and cold. I can see half of it, but it suddenly stops, obviously the memory is fragmented, and the memory is incomplete. The fragments also disappeared after that.
Haotian wandered through the world of memory, constantly looking at different memories, and he was horrified to find that the lenses were not eternal, there was a time limit, and the small lenses were constantly disappearing.
He wanted to find the memory of the Fengming Knife the most, after all, the current Battle Ancient Knife was a fragment of Fengming. The red-clad zombie can be used, and there should be a memory of it here.
Haotian kept looking, his divine sense covered a radius of ten miles, and he wanted to find it in this lens world, the picture within a radius of ten miles turned rapidly, the lenses kept disappearing, Haotian still couldn't find this kind of memory, a large number of memories were shattered, and Haotian's time was running out.
He began to look for the largest lens, in a corner, he stood alone in front of the lens, and then the lens began to emerge, in the endless darkness, a huge Peng, from the endless black abyss roared, golden wings, spread I don't know how long, on the golden feathers, all over the golden lines, wind and thunder rolled on the wings, the wind rolled wildly, a cry, straight to the sky.
It dances wildly, rolls up a monstrous wind, destroys the endless earth, cries down the stars, blooms all over the body, he swings his wings and sweeps, the big wings stir the sea, the sea rolls up thousands of huge waves, flutters his wings, goes straight to the nine heavens, and shakes smoothly, and then instantly rushes out of a million miles, the end of the world seems to be at the end, and he flies to the end of the world.
It turned into a human form, standing proudly above the sky, with a golden light all over its body, one hand poked out, and it actually grasped the distant stars, and pinched the stars, it looked back at the mirror, and smiled slightly, as if it was looking at Haotian.
"Is this the Golden-winged Roc?" Haotian was shocked and continued to watch. The scene was silent and powerless, but in the blandness, Haotian felt the power of the Golden-winged Roc.
The golden-winged Dapeng turned into a human body, one step on the infinite starry sky, the mountains and rivers in its eyes how small, it stood in the sky, stopped on the trajectory of the stars, the stars collided, it did not avoid, let the stars bombard the body, boom, huge speed, meteor-like impact, but the shocking thing is that it was the stars that exploded, the golden-winged Dapeng was not damaged at all, on its body, the unbroken golden spiral nest was rotating, making its body harder than the stars.
"Is this still a living being? Actually a star with a physical body? ”
Haotian stared at it, the instinctive talent of the Golden-winged Dapeng was a bit similar to the Hurricane Suit, but it was countless times stronger than the Hurricane Suit. Haotian has the Sky Swallowing Sparrow and the Dragon Kun, this golden-winged Dapeng is one of the hegemons of the birds, and the horror is boundless.
Haotian wanted to learn from the mystery, Haotian looked carefully, and found that on the body of the golden-winged Dapeng, in the floating golden spiral nest, it was not the wind that flowed, but the power of runes, which was very cumbersome.
Boom, the golden-winged Dapeng looked at it from afar, his eyes seemed to know that someone was peeping, it was obviously just a memory, why, Haotian felt that the golden-winged Dapeng was a living person at this time.
If Shi Lao must know here that this is a generation of strong people, the will of the Golden Winged Dapeng, even if the strong die, but the will is still there, and he can be a living creature in one breath, the Golden Winged Dapeng looked carefully, a golden light rushed out of the lens, crashed into Haotian's consciousness, boom, the whole world was destroyed layer by layer, and Haotian was beaten out of this world.
"Thousands of years, you have passed too much, Taigu, why do you want to perish, there are destined people, I hope you regain the years, and there will be no more ancient death, hey." The golden-winged roc revealed endless desolation, and then vanished. But that long sigh made Haotian feel panicked and sad in an instant, he was obviously unconscious, but his body was crying, drip on the ground along with the rain.
Haotian fell to the ground, unconscious, just a faint golden light derived in the body, in the distance, the black mist was in a clump, rolling in, a huge black hand formed, and it was captured towards Haotian, crying, a huge golden-winged Dapeng phantom was formed, and layers of sword feathers swept away, boom, the black hand exploded, and with a poof, a creature vomited blood and retreated.
Shi Lao looked at everything in Haotian and was silent, although he was surprised, but Haotian had also experienced life and death along the way, and Shi Lao would never interfere.
The night passed quietly, Haotian was still immersed in the rain, and on this night, many creatures made a move, wanting to occupy Haotian's body, but the golden-winged Dapeng came to the rescue. Shi Lao also understood that it was just a matter of will, but it was strong enough to be in this realm.
"Contaminated with cause and effect, young master, is this a blessing or a curse." Shi Lao sighed, Haotian woke up from a coma, and as soon as his eyes opened, there was a sharp golden light. The black rain stopped for a long time, Haotian stood up, and was shocked to find that the injuries on his body had recovered, and he had the power of 400,000 yuan with every move. The muscles and bones of his body were full of strength, the soul sea had become more profound, and the quality of Haotian's soul power had become much stronger.
"Hmm. What is it? Haotian's blood looked carefully, and found that there was a faint layer of rune light on his body, so badly damaged, he was actually better, and his cultivation was refined, could it be the cause of this rune light.
Haotian's whole body was on fire, evaporating the surroundings, and he sat on the ground, feeling the power of this rune light. After a long time, his eyes widened, and his eyes were full of unconfidence, and the golden-winged Dapeng actually left his talisman to Haotian.
"Why?" Haotian was shocked.
According to legend, the golden-winged Dapeng is the heir of the dragon kun, inheriting its heaven and earth speed, with monstrous power, for the ancient giant, Haotian thought carefully, is the two really related, it knows that Haotian has the dragon kun rune, so he will give his rune to the gift.
Impossible, the Golden-winged Dapeng is so powerful, and it is true that he has the extreme speed of heaven and earth, but there is no reason to help Haotian, not to mention that people are just a memory, a wisp of will.
"What's the matter? The red-clothed zombie is right, I have a lot, but I haven't been systematically cultivated to control my own power, now I should work harder. Haotian said, he got up, picked up the ancient sword on the ground, put it behind his back, and found a place to understand.
Haotian Pan sat on the top of a mountain, the runes in his body were vast, Haotian carefully observed the runes of the Golden-winged Dapeng, and found that these runes were not its world-shattering treasures, the runes exuded a soft light, Haotian felt it, and found that the Runes of the Sky Swallowing Sparrow and the Runes of the Dragon Kun were manifested.
Cry, the Sky Swallowing Sparrow appeared, to be precise, it is not the Sky Swallowing Bird, but the ancestor of the Sky Swallowing Bird, the Ancient Demon Bird, an infinite moon, there is a Heavenly God Tree on the moon, the Ancient Demon Bird is grasping the giant tree trunk with its claws, and its eyes are like two blood moons.
Whew, the endless sea, the dragon kun jumped in the sea like a fish, and then rushed up, spread its fins, changed its wings, covered the sky and the sun, swayed wildly, rolled up the monstrous waves, fought the sky, and the sky could not stop its figure.
The charm of the golden-winged Dapeng is very soft, when the ancient demon bird and the dragon kun manifest, the rune light will pull the two, cry, the ancient demon bird cries, the silver moon blooms and the moon blooms, and the dragon kun does not show weakness, yin and yang derive Tai Chi, suppress forward, as soon as the two birds approach, they will tear and kill.
Long Kun is the world's great murderer, it has been in the primeval world, swept away the enemy, created the supreme Dao system, ruled the endless land, made hundreds of millions of races surrender, known as the world's first fierce, but the ancient demon bird, is also the giant of ten thousand birds, high in the cold moon, crying stars, more monstrous power, conquering all races, this race is also brilliant, the two meet, how can they live in peace, even if the ancient demon bird is slightly weaker than the Kun, but also to tear a clear.
The two runes in Haotian's body are exciting, hey, the runes are impacting, and they are fighting together, Haotian is shocked, the runes in his body are uncontrollable, and they want to fight each other, the runes of the golden-winged Dapeng flow between the two runes, and the violent runes slowly eased down.
The two fused and put together, the rune light of the golden-winged Dapeng seemed to be a silk thread, entwining the two together, a rune, hiding endless mysteries, endless runes unfolded, such as a chain surrounding, bells, runes collided together, and the golden light was flashing, transforming into new runes.
The Yin and Yang Taiji diagram corresponds to the cold moon, approaching layer by layer, the two are mixed in it, boom, Haotian's body exudes a violent breath, rushing away the dark clouds in the sky, rolling thousands of miles of wind, crying, a cry, resounding through the surrounding earth, for a long time.